I remember being in Chicago on a Sunday morning. No traffic. No pedestrians. No sound other than the wind. I was the only person in sight for a few minutes. It

I remember being in Chicago on a Sunday morning. No traffic. No pedestrians. No sound other than the wind. I was the only person in sight for a few minutes. It was eerie but cool being somewhere that would be a parking lot in 24 hours. It's a similar feeling to being the only person in a hotel other than the employee at the front desk.